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Chapter 119
Chapter 119
Chapter 119 Lexi Mason
I could see it from Lance’s face that he loves the baby a lot. He was carrying her like she’s a treasure.
He walked towards me and let me see the baby up close. She was adorable. The child was sleeping,
her lashes are long. She would definitely grow up to be a gorgeous lady. I noticed that whenever Lance
looks at the child, his eyes were so full of love.
Lance reached out and asked, “Do you want to hold her?”
I took a few steps back and said, “I’m not interested. So this is the person you want me to meet? You
and Tiffany’s child?”
Lance’s eyes turned dark when he heard I said Tiffany.
The baby started to cry and Lance quickly comforted her. “There, there, just sleep, my dear.”
The look on his face, was like the look my father used to give me when putting me to sleep, so loving
and caring.
I’ve never seen Lance like this.
“Lance Mason, did you expect me to congratulate you that you have such an adorable child?”
Lance took a step towards me with the child in his arms, I stepped back, and he kept stepping towards
me, until i was pressed against the wall, “Don’t you think the child looks like you?”.
My eyes widened in shock, how is that possible?
Ilowered down my eyes and observed the little human in his arms, well I didn’t think she looks like me,
but
she does look a little like Lance.
I tried to convince myself that the child didn’t look like me, because the child that was inside of me was
a boy, and he didn’t survive after 7 months.
How was this possible…… What was Lance planning to do?
“If this is my child, and not yours, do you think I would bring you all the way here just to see her?”
Lance’s face showed disappointment.
“What do you mean?” I couldn’t control my voice anymore.
“Waa…….” The child started to cry again. Lance glared at me for a second, as if blaming me for waking
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He immediately paced around the house, gently shaking the child to sleep, patting her back at the
same time.
The maid came over and said, “Sir, it’s time for young lady to drink her milk,
shall I hold her?”
Lance handed over the baby very carefully to the maid and looked at me. “Come sit, we need to talk
about that child.”
My palms were sweating, my heart was beating like crazy. I kept telling myself not to overthink. But
Lance said, he wouldn’t bring me all the way just to see HIS child……
What did he mean? It’s obvious he meant that this child isn’t only HIS child, and not other woman’s
child……
But didn’t Lance tell me my baby was a boy? And he told me he was gone on the 7th month, I had a
miscarriage. Why is the child here well and alive now? And a little girl, not boy!
“Her name is Lexi Mason. When she was born after 7 months, the doctor put her in the premature
infant
incubator. She had gone through 5 operations in total, I was only able to bring her back home last
month. The doctor said as long as I take care of her nicely and properly, she will grow up normally and
healthily. Ever since she was born, she has gone through many hardships, a her father, it really broke
my heart seeing her in the operation
room everytime. I swore to raise her up well and give her whatever I can.”
Lance stood up from the sofa and approached me. He started into my eyes intensely and said,
“Including her lost mother.”
At this point, I finally understood everything.
But I refused to believe this, I didn’t know why. Perhaps my hate for Lance was too strong, or perhaps
I’m just like my mom, selfish.
Lance grabbed my chin and raised my head, “Jennie Gomez, you don’t care about your mom, because
she wasn’t a responsible mother, she didn’t love you, RIGHT?!” Lance tried using my mom to provoke
me.
“Why do I have to trust you?”
He showed me a child and told me this child is mine, just like that. Did he expect me to just accept this?
My child died, and my child was a boy.
“You gave birth to her, this is the truth. I don’t believe it if you tell me you don’t feel anything when you
see her. Or are you really as selfish as your own mother?”
Lance raised his voice, his was emotionally unstable at this point. Just because I didn’t believe him that
the child is mine, so he got mad?
“Sorry, I don’t feel anything when I
see her. Do you think I’ll just believe you easily?”
When I was pregnant and knew that this baby would leave my side when she’s born, I was afraid that I
would be upset, so I kept controlling my own emotions, forcing myself not to feel anything for this child.
When they told me I miscarried, I thought the child was
gone.
Then, out f nowhere, Lance showed me a baby, expecting me to have feelings.